Back to 1980: Please Love Me Again

Chapter 74

At 05:30 in the morning, the train stops at Botou Station.

At this time, the people on the train are sleeping in a daze, which is the best time for the thief to do it.

The door of the compartment was gently pushed open from the outside, and then a figure flashed in, squatting on the ground and began to search for Zhao Wenmu's backpack under the bed.

Just as the compartment door was pulled open a crack, Zheng Guangming quietly opened his eyes.

He quietly took out the gun without opening the safety.

The thief was concentrating on turning over the bag when he suddenly felt a hard object hit his head.

He was terrified, and when he turned around, he saw a black muzzle.

Suddenly scared out of my wits.

"Big brother, don't kill me!"

A loud howl woke everyone up.

Zhao Wenmu sat up all of a sudden.

The three women on the upper bunk also poked their heads out.

"wow wow"

The little girl who was awakened by fright burst into tears.

At night, Zhao Wenmu put the little girl by his side to take care of her.

He hurriedly hugged his daughter to coax her up, changed her diaper, and made milk powder for her.

Zheng Guangming had already closed the door, and the thief squatted facing the door with his head in his arms, trembling with fright.

Zhao Wenmu coaxed the little girl and handed her to Zhao Jing above.

"Why are you looking through my bag?"

Zhao Wenmu asked with a dark face.

The little thief came straight to his backpack, always feeling a little strange.

Although there is no money in the backpack.

The money was divided into two halves, one for him and one for Zheng Guangming.

"Brother, big brother, I just saw that you guys are dressed in clean style, and you have booked the entire compartment. You must have money on you, so, I got a wrong idea."

Zhao Wenmu looked up, Zhao Jing had already placed the little girl in the inner position, the little guy couldn't see this way.

He pulled the thief away and slapped him several times with his forehand and backhand.

"Didn't lie to me?"

Zhao Wenmu's eyes were stern, and there was a coldness in his voice.

The thief was so regretful that he had encountered a hard stubble this time.

"No, no, absolutely not!"

The women couldn't see the expression on Zhao Wenmu's face, but the ferocity in his voice still startled them.

Even in the past, Zhao Jing had only seen Zhao Wenmu's sarcasm and dislike for her, but she had never seen him so fierce.

Not to mention Zhao Wenqiu and Zhao Xin.

But they soon calmed down and felt relieved.

Because they all knew that Zhao Wenmu was protecting them.

Zhao Wenmu can't do anything about it, he still has several female family members with him, so he must find out the matter clearly.

Just ordinary thieves are fine, if they really have other intentions, they must be killed in the cradle.

He slapped the thief a few more times.

The thief's face was swollen, and he wanted to beg for mercy, but he didn't dare to speak loudly.

Because the man with the gun puts his index finger in front of his mouth.

The meaning is self-evident.

"Brother, I really only wanted to steal some property while you were asleep because I saw you as rich people."

The thief cried in a low voice.

Tears and snot all over his face.

He is terrified now and regrets dying.

Zhao Wenmu made a gesture and wanted to fight.

He quickly knelt on the ground and kowtowed, begging for mercy.

Zhao Wenmu looked at Zheng Guangming.

To be honest, he couldn't tell if the kid was lying or not.

Zheng Guangming nodded.

Zhao Wenmu pulled the thief up, and the thief retracted his neck in fright.

"Go away, dare to say one more word, you know the consequences!"

As Zheng Guangming opened the compartment door, Zhao Wenmu kicked him out.

The thief scrambled and stood up, staggered and ran out.

All the way out of the station.

Zhao Wenmu watched the thief run out of the carriage, turned his head and smiled apologetically at Zhao Jing.

"Ah Jing, did I scare you?"

Zhao Jing shook her head.

Then he said firmly:
"Little brother, you did the right thing!"

"Brother Zheng, thank you!"

Zheng Guangming had already put away the gun. He patted his head and smiled at Zhao Jing.

"Siblings are being polite."

"That person is really just a little thief, don't worry everyone."

He added another sentence.

"Third Brother, does your hand hurt?"

Zhao Wenqiu climbed down from the top, opened the curtain, and asked suddenly.

Still looking serious.

"Push"

Zhao Wenmu, Zhao Jing, and Zhao Xin all laughed.

Even Zheng Guangming's face turned red, obviously enduring it very hard.

To be honest, it still hurts a bit.

Forces are reciprocal after all.

Zhao Jing stretched out her hand after laughing, Zhao Wenmu passed it over, and Zhao Jing just rubbed it gently for him.

Zhao Wenmu looked out the window.

Burn yourself up and light up the society.

On the huge billboard, there are eight eye-catching characters, followed by the logo of "Botou Match".

He felt a little bit sad, this is the time when Botou Match is flourishing, and in the future this company will become the real No. [-] in Asia and become a household name in China.

Even the name Botou is well known.

Botou matches are only 1 cent and 5 cents a box now, and in the next ten years or so, it will only rise to 2 or 3 cents a box.

This is a great company that really ended the history of Chinese people's reliance on "matches".

However, like most state-owned enterprises, in the massive collapse of the match industry, the Botou Match Enterprise was not completely restructured, with heavy burdens and excessive staff. Finally, on September 2012, 9, the last batch of equipment was auctioned.

Since then, Asia's largest match manufacturer has completely entered history.

The local cultural relics department also protected the main production equipment of "Botou Matches" and set up a special exhibition hall for display.

It is still 1980, and Botou matches are absolutely dominating the market in Pingyang County.

"Look, Botou Match!"

Zhao Wenqiu also saw the billboard outside.

……

At 08:30 in the morning, the train slowly entered the capital station.

People swarmed out of the car with their luggage.

Zhao Wenmu and the others were not in a hurry, and they packed their luggage and walked out of the station after the peak of the crowd had passed.

In September, autumn is crisp and clear.

The entire capital city was dusty.

It's not smog, the sky in the capital is blue and blue right now.

It's the city, and the whole city looks dusty.

Most of the buildings, decorations, and people's clothes at the moment are like this, mainly gray, dark brown, and army green, lacking vivid and public colors.

The capital station is still familiar to later generations.

After the station was completed in September 59, until the 9st century, the appearance did not change much.

Some European-style Beijing Stations adopt a symmetrical structure with traditional Chinese architectural style. After decades, they are still solemn, clear, and generous, and they are not behind the times at all.

There is only one characteristic inside and outside the station, and there are many people.

There are people with big bags and small bags everywhere, and many people spread their luggage on the ground and just lie on the ground and sleep.

Zhao Wenqiu, Zhao Xin, and Zhao Jing were all curious, looking left and right.

Everything is novel.

In their eyes, the waiting room of Jingcheng Station is magnificent, like a great hall.

Although Zheng Guangming was expressionless, he could tell he was very excited. He used to be in a certain army in the south and had been to a big city like Guangzhou.

But the capital is not the same after all.

Especially people in this era generally have different emotions towards the capital.

From the station, not far away is the Beijing Metro Station.

The outside of the subway station is surrounded by iron horses and cannot be entered.

Zhao Wenmu came closer and saw a somewhat white notice, which meant that the subway station was temporarily closed due to internal renovations.

Historically, the first subway line in Beijing was opened 20 years ago, but accidents continued, and it was not reopened until 81.

Of course Zhao Wenmu didn't know this.

The small square in front of Jingcheng Station is full of all kinds of cars.

Now even Zhao Wenmu was a bit eye-opening.

He had never seen so many classic cars.

The others opened their mouths wide open.

There are long-mouthed Jiefang trucks and Skoda buses made in the Czech Republic that they would have seen in Pingyang County, but there are more that they have never seen before.

For example, the long BG670 diesel linked bus is also nicknamed "Red Coffin" because it is square and has a circle of red decorations.

This kind of large-channel bus, let alone Pingyang County in 1980, is not available in many places in 2020.

After all, if the flow of people is not very dense, this kind of bus may not be suitable.

There are also several GAZ 12s and Shanghai sedans, which can only be used by senior cadres.

Zhao Wenqiu's eyes widened.

In the small parking lot on the side, there was actually a black GAZ 21 Volga and a sky blue GAZ M20 victory review car.

Zhao Wenmu knows the GAZ brand.

An old friend in the previous life liked to collect this kind of classic cars. According to him, the old man who drew a circle on the South China Sea once went out on the M80 Shengli in the 20s.

Sure enough, the capital is different.

If you throw a piece casually and turn your head, the ones you hit may all be cadres.

Probably there is some important reception event. Zhao Wenmu doesn't think there will be so many "luxury cars" at the capital station under normal circumstances.

Of course, the most common ones here are the three-jump taxis painted in blue and white.

The eyes of the little girls were bright, and they looked at the buses rushing past on the street, at the tall station, and the retro old buildings next to them, and at the various cars in the parking lot.

I can't wait to touch it with my hands.

Even Zhao Jing, who has always been calm, seemed eager to try.

Zhao Wenmu felt that bringing her along this time was really the most correct decision.

However, except for the three jumpers, taxis are hard to find.

Zhao Wenmu managed to find a Lada, but it cost 9 yuan at Sidaokou!

He doesn't really care if it's 9 yuan or 90 yuan.

But Zhao Jing was very reluctant, and there was only this one, and the small Lada could not carry so many of them.

But he didn't want to sit on the jumper for three times, that thing looked unsafe.

In fact, there are not many cars on the road at the moment, and the safety of the three bungee is still acceptable.

In the end, the group decided to take the bus.

I finally found someone who knew the way and asked, and I only need to change trains once from Beijing Station to Sidaokou.

The fare is 7 points + 5 points.

Zhao Wenmu lamented that without mobile phone navigation, it is really inconvenient to take a bus.

I really miss the mobile phone, which is an indispensable equipment like human organs!
A group of people got on the bus.

Go to Sidaokou.

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